Propagandhi - The State-Lottery lyrics
[Propagandhi - The State-Lottery lyrics]
"Now, the real prospects for authentic
Democracy depend on something else
They depend on how the people in the rich and
Privileged societies learn some other
Lessons for example, the lessons that
Are being taught right now
By Mayans in Chiapas
Mexico they are among the most
Impoverished and oppressed sectors
In the continent but, unlike us
They retain a vibrant tradition of
Liberty and democracy a tradition
That we've allowed to slip out of our hands
Or has been stolen from us and
Unless people here in the rich
And privileged society, unless they can
Recapture and revitalize that tradition
The prospects for democracy are indeed dim"
Does it seem strange to you?
The confetti, the balloons
The mile-wide grins?
The victory dance to welcome in the
Heir to a state of disrepair?
Because it sure seems strange to me
They're acting like they won the lottery
But shouldn't they feel terror at
The task that lies ahead?
To feed and house the people that
This system's left for dead
And could I have hit the nail
Much harder on the head?
It's profit's before lives
They are motivated by greed
First they taught us to depend on
Their nation states to mend
Our tired minds, our broken bones
Our bleeding limbs
But now they've sold off all the
Splints and contracted out the tourniquets
And if we jump through hoops
Then we might just survive
Is this what we deserve
To scrub the palace floors
To fight amongst ourselves
As we scramble for the crumbs they spit out?
Frothing at the mouth about the scapegoats
That they've chosen for us
With every racist pointed finger
I hear the goose steps getting closer
They no longer represent us
Is it not our obligation
To confront this tyranny?
Democracy depend on something else
They depend on how the people in the rich and
Privileged societies learn some other
Lessons for example, the lessons that
Are being taught right now
By Mayans in Chiapas
Mexico they are among the most
Impoverished and oppressed sectors
In the continent but, unlike us
They retain a vibrant tradition of
Liberty and democracy a tradition
That we've allowed to slip out of our hands
Or has been stolen from us and
Unless people here in the rich
And privileged society, unless they can
Recapture and revitalize that tradition
The prospects for democracy are indeed dim"
Does it seem strange to you?
The confetti, the balloons
The mile-wide grins?
The victory dance to welcome in the
Heir to a state of disrepair?
Because it sure seems strange to me
They're acting like they won the lottery
But shouldn't they feel terror at
The task that lies ahead?
To feed and house the people that
This system's left for dead
And could I have hit the nail
Much harder on the head?
It's profit's before lives
They are motivated by greed
First they taught us to depend on
Their nation states to mend
Our tired minds, our broken bones
Our bleeding limbs
But now they've sold off all the
Splints and contracted out the tourniquets
And if we jump through hoops
Then we might just survive
Is this what we deserve
To scrub the palace floors
To fight amongst ourselves
As we scramble for the crumbs they spit out?
Frothing at the mouth about the scapegoats
That they've chosen for us
With every racist pointed finger
I hear the goose steps getting closer
They no longer represent us
Is it not our obligation
To confront this tyranny?